I've always thought that when night fell, everything would be normal.
But if that's true, why do I have this feeling of dread?

When Twilight wakes suddenly, she feels like something is wrong.
But looking around, she doesn't notice anything strange.

Other than the whispers she hears, that is.

Please note that this story is incomplete and should not be judged by the first chapters. I published it to get feedback on whether I should continue or scrap this story entirely.